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Score of Cathusalem
This song goes on forever and most singers only know the chorus which is a blessing! There are many versions of this song so send any additions/modifications or other versions and I will add them.

In the days of old there lived a maid,
And she was the Mistress of her trade,
A prostitute of ill repute,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

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Hi hi Cathusalem the harlot of Jerusalem,
Prostitute of ill repute, the daughter of the barber.

Although she screwed for many a year,
Of pregnancy she had no fear,
She washed her passage though with beer,
The best in all Jerusalem.

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Now in a hovel by the wall,
A student lived with but one ball,
Who'd been through all, or nearly all,
The harlots of Jerusalem.

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His phallic limb was lean and tall,
His phallic art caused all to fall,
And victims lined the Wailing Wall,
That goes around Jerusalem.

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One night returning from a spree,
With customary jollity,
He made his mind to call and see,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

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It was for her no fortune good,
That he required to root his pud,
And chose her out of all he could,
Of harlots of Jerusalem.

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With artful eye and leering look,
He took out from its filthy nook,
His organ twisted like a crook,
The Pride of all Jerusalem.

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He put the whore against the slum,
And tied her at the knee and bum,
Exactly where the strain would come,
Upon the fair Cathusalem.

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He seized the harlot by the bum,
And rattling like a Gatling gun,
He sewed the seed of many a son,
Into the fair Cathusalem.

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Then up there came an Israelite,
With smelly balls, a dirty shite,
He'd sworn that he would shag that night,
The harlot of Jerusalem.

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So when he saw the grunting pair,
His roars of rage they rent the air,
He vowed that he would soon take care,
Of the harlot of Jerusalem.

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He seized the bastard by his crook,
And then, without a single look,
He flung him over Hadrians Brook,
That runs around Jerusalem.

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The student gave a furious roar,
And rushed to even up the score,
And with his swollen cock did bore,
The rapist of Cathusalem.

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And reeling full of rags and fight,
He pushed the bastard Israelite,
And rubbed his face in Cathy's shite,
The foulest in Jerusalem.

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Cathusalem she knew her part,
She closed her legs and blew a fart,
That sent him sailing like a dart,
Out over old Jerusalem.

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And buzzing like a bumble bee,
He flew straight out towards the sea,
But caught his arsehole in a tree,
That grows in old Jerusalem.

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And to this day you still can see,
His arsehole hanging from that tree,
Let that to you a warning be,
When passing through Jerusalem.

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And when the moon is bright and red,
The Israelite sails overhead,
Still raining curses on the head,
Of the harlot of Jerusalem.

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It was a sight to make you sick,
To hear him grunt so fast & quick,
As he tore with his crooked dick,
The womb of fair Cathusalem.

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As for the student and his lass,
They many a playful night did pass,
Until she joined the V.D. class,
For harlots of Jerusalem.

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